Saturday, February 14, 2015

We are delighted to welcome Sean Michael to Sinfully today. It’s Valentine’s Day and he’s here to chat about his latest book Love Matters. There is also an excerpt to whet your appetite and not forgetting a fabulous giveaway.

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Sure, Valentine’s Day is a commercial holiday, but as an erotic romance writer, I can’t help but want to embrace the day that’s dedicated to love. Because Love Matters so it should have a day dedicated to it. (It should have every day dedicated to it!)

Do you need to go spend a ton of money on the one you love? I don’t think so. I think that showing a person you love them without simply buying them something is even better than throwing a lot of money at your relationship. It’s the emotion that counts, not the bling you can dress it up in.

Make your loved one their favorite meal. Clean the house for them. Write a poem (even if you aren’t good at it – it is the effort and the thought that counts!), or make a card. Maybe do an activity that you don’t really like, but you know they do and participate without complaining because you want them to enjoy it. Don’t forget to tell them you love them, a lot. Fill the day with warmth and love and positivity.

What’s even better? Showing your loved one that you love them year round at random times, not because it’s Valentine’s Day, or their birthday or Christmas, but because you love them and want them to know that, to feel that from you.

Lucien doesn’t always get to spend Valentine’s Day with Trey. He doesn’t even necessarily get to spend birthdays or Christmases with Trey because he only gets to see Trey in between novels. They sure fill the 4-5 days at a time that they get together with as much loving as they possibly can, though. They make sure on those days that they are together, that they celebrate their love for each other.

Love Matters (What’s His Passion?) by Sean Michael

Synopsis

For ten years they’ve done things Trey’s way. Now Lucien wants more. He wants to be with his lover full-time. Is Trey ready? Will he ever be?

Ten years after they first met and fell in love, Lucien and Trey are still together—after a fashion. Terrified that he’s going to become entirely dependent on Lucien, Trey calls his lover to come spend four to five days with him whenever he finishes a novel. Lucien wants more, but up until now has been willing to bow to Trey’s wishes.

Finally broaching the idea of seeing each other more often, during Trey’s writing periods, Lucien suggests that they begin to date each other on Friday nights. Trey agrees to the experiment and begins to flourish as Lucien gets him out of the house more—to eat, to swim, to visit the beach.

But can Trey remain faithful to his work ethic, get the job done with his novels and enjoy the distractions and adventures Lucien plans for him? Or will Lucien’s desire to have more break them apart?

“Nope. Although maybe we should start tacking on time at the end for sleeping.” Four days could become eight that way.

“My body would never survive.” Trey nodded, though, agreeing.

“Excellent. Eight days it is.” He wasn’t letting Trey take his agreement back, either.

The last couple of times they’d shared their lives, Trey had begun letting him in deeper, agreeing to outings to the coffee shop, around the block to walk Dodger and introducing Lucien to the assistant. And now he had eight days. A whole week and a day. Who knew what inroads he could make with that?

He rubbed Trey’s belly, loving the tight little tummy.

Trey arched into his touch. “Mmm. You have the best hands.”

Lucien knew that wasn’t true. Trey’s fingers were like magic. “Yours are better.”

“They have to be,” Trey pointed out.

Meet Sean Michael

Often referred to as "Space Cowboy" and "Gangsta of Love" while still striving for the moniker of "Maurice," Sean Michael spends his days surfing, smutting, organising his immense gourd collection and fantasizing about one day retiring on a small secluded island peopled entirely by horseshoe crabs. While collecting vast amounts of vintage gay pulp novels and mood rings, Sean whiles away the hours between dropping the f-bomb and pursuing the kama sutra by channelling the long lost spirit of John Wayne and singing along with the soundtrack to "Chicago".

A long-time writer of complicated haiku, currently Sean is attempting to learn the advanced arts of plate spinning and soap carving sex toys.

Barring any of that? He'll stick with writing his stories, thanks, and rubbing pretty bodies together to see if they spark.